Stupid people can do stupid things.

Something stupid I used to do was carry around a cheap Chinese gas station folder to "stick people" if I ever needed to. I've learned how stupid I was for doing that and I've changed my ways. :(
 
mistakenly let my coworker borrow my military only to find out he used it to "saw off" shipping staples
 
Borrowed my old voyager to someone who used it as a carpet knife against a cement floor :mad:
 
Stupid old roommate needs something to open a can of chili... Hand him my leatherman... He uses the serrated blade...
 
Last summer some friends and I came across a couple of guys who had forgotten their keys in their car and were asking if we had anything to break the smaller rear window with. I pulled out my Tenacious and struck the window as hard as I could, using the bottom of the handle. The window didn't break, and my hand began to bleed. The edges of the spine of the blade cut a few of my fingers open on impact. The knife was fine.
 
I had a really sharp kukri blade sitting under a pile of papers in a drawer and I'm half asleep looking for a pen and I stick my hand in the drawer searching for a pen and then I hear the sound of blood gushing out of my index finger.the blade was razor sharp and put a pretty deep cut in my finger.

Moral of the story: keep your fixed blades in a sheath when you store them in a drawer.
 
I had a really sharp kukri blade sitting under a pile of papers in a drawer and I'm half asleep looking for a pen and I stick my hand in the drawer searching for a pen and then I hear the sound of blood gushing out of my index finger.the blade was razor sharp and put a pretty deep cut in my finger.

Moral of the story: keep your fixed blades in a sheath when you store them in a drawer.
 
Anybody noticing a trend here? Something about alcohol... and knives... and not mixing so well together...?
Anyway, I was drinking dark-n-stormys (Krakken black spiced rum with ginger ale and limes EFFING DELICIOUS) with my GF late one evening last year, when at some point I must have had too many because next thing I know I was stabbing my kukri that I'd found in the woods months earlier into the studs of my basement wall. Well, lime juice is slippery, and naturally my hand slipped up the wooden handle and sliced open three of my fingers, severing the tendon of my right index finger. My trigger finger. I was not a happy camper at the hospital either... Haven't drank and played with knives since. PICTURES!! Before and after surgery- My finger functions almost perfectly again. Almost...



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By hokutomaster89 at 2012-07-15
 
hokutomaster said:
Anybody noticing a trend here? Something about alcohol... and knives... and not mixing so well together...?
Anyway, I was drinking dark-n-stormys (Krakken black spiced rum with ginger ale and limes EFFING DELICIOUS) with my GF late one evening last year, when at some point I must have had too many because next thing I know I was stabbing my kukri that I'd found in the woods months earlier into the studs of my basement wall. Well, lime juice is slippery, and naturally my hand slipped up the wooden handle and sliced open three of my fingers, severing the tendon of my right index finger. My trigger finger. I was not a happy camper at the hospital either... Haven't drank and played with knives since. PICTURES!! Before and after surgery- My finger functions almost perfectly again. Almost...
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Looks just like an accident that happened to me with a sword. They had to fetch the tendon and push it up from my palm into my finger to reattach. I have the same zig zags on my first and second fingers, complete with stitch scars. Can't bend the last knuckle of my pointer finger, and have some loss of feeling, but all in all very functional still. At a cost of only $11,000.:rolleyes:
 
Yeah the surgery was NOT CHEAP. I learned my lesson haha... I'm lucky I regained almost all of the feeling in my finger, unlike my right thumb due to a bandsaw accident haha. Now it just pops if I bend it all the way to my palm and it won't bend fully on it's own... If you look at the picture you can see an extra line at the bottom where the doc thought he'd have make an extra cut to grab the tendon, but was able to by only making 2 extra cuts... He did say that my knife must have been pretty sharp to make a slice the way it did though so that's good!

Now I call the scar "The mark of Zorro".
 
A guy I went TDY to Keesler AFB, Mississippi did something really dumb. We were out fishing off a pier, and when he was cutting a line, he dropped my knife. He tried to catch it, stabbed a hole in his hand with the tip, jerked back, and sent the knife flying off the pier into the water. I thought the "catch" was pretty funny, but when my knife went into the river, I was annoyed. Worst part is if he had let it drop it would have gone through to land, or just stuck in the pier itself. Didn't have a chance to look for the knife because I had to drive him to the ER.

Didn't really like the guy much anyway, I remember he had a Peanut Allergy, and was giving me a brief about his Epi-pen, telling me not to be afraid to use it, and I said, "Don't worry about me, if you so much as sneeze twice in a row I am jabbing that thing straight into your heart." ;)
 
I used to work for my grandparents at thier restaurant and they took horrible care of thier knives, ESPECIALLY my aunt.. one day i dug around and found a decent 8" chefs knife that wasnt dull, chipped, bent, broken, or had melted handles, I sharpened it up, and put a note on it saying "SHARP".. the very next day, i came in and there is my aunt with the knife i spent 2hours fixing up, she smiles and says "this thing is awesome!!" while cutting a chicken breast on the fucking grilltop :mad: !!! I said NOOOO and went on to explain the importance of knife care, and do's and donts. she rolled her eyes and agreed and claimed she already knew everything...

After i found that knife, not a day went by where she wasnt cutting on the metal tables, cutting on the grilltop, SCRAPING THE GRILLTOP, leaving the knife flat on the 400deg. grilltop, or jamming the it in the crack between the 2 steel bain-maries we worked on top of. She and my grandparents cut themselves at least once a week and constantly complained that the knife was "too sharp" and "dangerous".. One day i came in to start food prep and theres the knife laying with its blade flat on the 400degree grilltop, it was probably there for at least an hour before I got there, and i'm pretty sure its temper was ruined cause it would not hold its edge after that day.. At least i didnt have to re-sharpen it 4 times a week anymore..
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Here is another story I have. Well a friend needed to cut some food with my knife which happened to be my Microtech that day so I let him, thinking he would know how to use the knife properly. When I was not watching he puts the food on my kitchen counter and then just does a full swing and chops it in half. By the wan the counter was granite. The blade got a huge fold in the steel.
 
Back in high school my buddy and I carried ccc bailsongs. We also went to a lot of bonfires at the beach and did our fair share of drinkin'.

As the night progressed, empty cans kept being thrown into the fire ring along with what i noticed was a particular can that started to bulge and hiss. A little further into the night I was preoccupied with this one girl when i noticed some fast movement out of the corner of my eye. It was my buddy - I could see him screwdriver opening his bali and jumping for the fire ring.

I knew exactly what he was going to do and rushed to grab him - too late. He had stabbed the pressurized can which promptly exploded, sending him flying back six feet and knocking him out cold. He ended up with several stitches and 2nd degree burns to his right arm. I don't think he's touched a bali since.
 
My friends like to borrow my knives all the time. I ask them first "What are you going to do with it?", then before they can complete their reply, I cut them off with "no." Usually takes a rapid succession of them.
 
I was a bout 9 years old and I was a curious little bastard so I decided to find out what made a battery work by cutting it open . Instead of cutting the battery open I ended up cutting my finger open all the way to the bone. It did teach me a lesson,one,knives will F you up if you do dumb things with them and ,two, Mom will NOT take me to the ER unless I am truly about to die.
 
I don't lend my knife to people.

They won't know how to open it, they'll pry with it, and then cut themselves.

"Here, let me just do it"
 
Endololz said:
he thought it would be okay to start to stab the G-10 with another knife.
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I just died a little inside... :(

My story: My brother, who knows nothing about knives, decided he'd like to try flipping a balisong. So I handed him a Kimura and told him "Do not open this until I say go." And I began to tell him about which handle is safe to grab... he flips by the bite handle and leave an 3 inch gash in his hand. He had to get stitches, and endure being the butt of jokes about knives since then. I no longer lend my knives to anybody unless they happen to be a knife guy/girl.
 
Helped a younger guy at my old job pick out his first pocket knife from the ones on the sales floor. The selection sucked at the time we were basically stuck with Gerber. It was an AO with a push lock of some kind. Caught him in the warehouse throwing it at a cardboard box. He ended up breaking it not too long after that.
 
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